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... just wanted Qiao Jing to accompany her.
Because now, Qiao Jing’s place in her heart weighed more than any of the other friends.
With no choice, Qiao Jing cast a glance at Zhan Nanqing and pursed her red lips.
“These are not the point, the point is I don’t know how to play golf.”
Since it was a golf gathering, surely everyone attending would have to play golf.
But she had never been exposed to this type of ball sport, had no idea how to play, and was even m ...
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